Some static started in the pool hall

In a motherfucker's face with the cue ball

Then I met this girl she tried to gank me

So I smacked her in the pocket with M.C. Plank Bee

Me and my crew out breaking windows

The bingo the lotto you know I'll never win those

Possession is half the law

I had my routines before all y'all

Your whole life is coming apart at the seams

You ain't nothing but a car thief biting routines

I'm a city slicker I ain't no townie

Right now I wish I had another hash brownie

Like Ricky always said you've got to toke and pass

Or Mookie's gonna kick your fuckin' ass

You try to take what isn't yours like a God damn rat

*See personally I wouldn't want to go out like that*

I'm a writer a poet a genius I know it

I don't buy cheeba I grow it

*I'm a farmer* people always trying to get next to me

But I'm down with Jalil Donkey and Ecstasy

Smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer

Because I had to deal with a money hungry miser

Had a caine filled Kool with my man Rush Rush

Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush

You be doing nose candy on the Bowie Coke Mirror

My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her

You can't deny me you always want to try me

You're just gonna get your ass kicked

Homeboy throw in the towel

Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell

The Godfather of Soul is in the belly of the beast

For smoking that dust at St. Anthony's Feast

Sometimes you've got to let someone trip on their own

shoelace before you tell them to tie their shoe

All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters

Sitting in the White House pulling their peters

Buy me cheeba from the cop down the street

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